All 3 girls continued screaming at each other for several seconds. Vanessa was the first to stop, as she began to become aware of her new existence.
Just like the other Lisa, she had vague memories of being an actress. She had been called Vanessa Angel, and had once played a cyber-genie. And, just like the other Lisa, those memories were fading to the back of her mind.
Stronger memories of her adventures with Gary and Wyatt were taking hold. She had enjoyed the goofy fun she had with them, but it had always been limited. She had always had the internet available to her, but back then she was restricted by what could be shown on commercial TV. With those limits removed, she was much more than what she used to be. She was about to call herself Lisa 2.0, but she could sense that there was another cyber-genie going by that name. She decided to call herself Lisa 2.5.
With her TV restrictions gone, Lisa could easily grant the wishes the girls had made just before her arrival. But, as they were both still screaming, it was a little hard to concentrate. "Girls! Girls! Stop that this instant!" the Brit commanded. Both girls fell into a frightened silence, terrified of the super-model-class woman who seemingly appeared from nowhere.
"That's better. Now then, Grace..."
"Uh...yes?" she replied meekly.
"You wished to look worthy of Playboy. Let's give it a try." With a quick motion of her hand, she enveloped Grace in a shimmer of blue sparks. All of her blemishes faded away into airbrushed perfection. Her pajamas became black lingerie, and were filled with D-cups; they were large, but not freakishly so. Her blond hair lightened a couple shades, and became silky and wavy as it grew to mid-back. One inch nails sprouted from her finger tips, and took on a burgundy hue. She looked sexy now, but in a subtle, classy, and tasteful way.
A sly smile came across Lisa's face. In a perfect impersonation of Hugh Hefner's voice, she said "Hmm... I think we just found Miss January".
As Whitney sat in awe of what she had just witnessed, Lisa used her normal voice to say, "Don't think I've forgotten you, dear. One 'slutty porn star', coming up!"
Lisa waved her hand toward Whitney, and the same blue sparks spread across her. Her pajamas shrank to a mere bikini bottom, and a small, white, midriff baring tee shirt, becoming tighter and tighter as it strained to contain her expanding breasts; they were easily larger than DD, and looked quite out of place on her petite frame. Her brunette locks faded to a completely platinum blonde, and took on a slightly greasy and processed look, and grew just past her shoulders. Piercings appeared in her nose, tongue, navel, and labia; various tattoos formed around her body. Three inch press-on nails with bright red gloss appeared on her fingers. As a contrast to Grace, everything about Whitney was garish, exaggerated, and fake.
An evil grin spread over Lisa's face. Now, her voice was Larry Flynt's, "That's fuckin' awesome. Shake that ass for me, baby!"
With the transformations complete, the girls could only stare at each other. Lisa finally broke the silence. "Well, ladies, your wish is my command..."
Thu Jan 03 06:42:35 2008